She playfully arches against me, pressing her hips to mine.
“I want you.”
“Then have me. But you’d better be careful not to wake your parents. I don’t think they’d like what we’re doing in here.”
Blood surges to my cock. “What I’m going to do to you isn’t to be done silently.”
“Then I guess you’d better find a way to keep me quiet.” She wiggles, and I pull back, releasing her wrists as I tug my shirt over her head. Her dime-sized brown nipples stand at attention, protruding from the ample mounds of her breast. I cup them, admiring the weight as I bend down to suck one of the stiff peaks into my mouth. Moaning, she tugs on my hair. I release her with a pop and flick the tip of one then the other with my tongue.
“Shh.”
She shoves her fist into her mouth. I growl at the sight of her hair spilling in her face, eyes wide. Kissing my way between the valley of her breasts to her belly, I pause at the tiny, black thong with strategically placed rhinestones. I inhale her honeyed musk and lick her lips through the fabric. She bucks. I suck her lips, circling her clit through material. Her slickness leaks out, dampening her panties as I continue. Breathing hard, she rocks up against me. I press down on her waist. I hear her muffled, “No,” and chuckle. Pulling back, I blow on her wet core.
Her body shakes. I grab the strap with my teeth and pull the panties down her legs. Kneeling between her legs, I toss her legs over my shoulders. I plunge my tongue into her depths. Her body bucks off the bed. I press her down once more with my hand splayed over her stomach. She closes her thighs around me, capturing me. Lost in the salty-sweet flavor, I alternate between circling her walls with my tongue and nudging her clit with my nose. Writhing in the bed, she fights my hold, trying to ride my tongue.
“Uh, uh.”
She squeals as my bass vibrates through her body. I move back. She cries out in protest.
“Shh. I have to make sure you’re ready for me. That means you have to be soaking wet.” I circle her clit, and she pants. I slip one finger in, and her eyes drift shut. Her walls clutch at me. “You’re so tight, baby. I’m going to stretch that pussy out until its shaped just for me.” I slip my finger in and out and tongue her clit as I set the pace. Her smothered whimpers and moans have my cock twitching. Pre-come leaks from the tip. Her walls flex and release, hungry for more. I suck her bud between my lips, and she goes off like a rocket, gushing into my mouth as I crook my finger and hit the hardened spot inside of her that keeps her orgasm going. My name on her lips is an addictive experience. Her fist falls from her lips as she clutches the sheets.
I add another finger into her tight entrance, pushing the slippery nectar back inside as I scissor my fingers, stretching and massaging, never letting her come fully down. “I need more from you, baby. Come
one more time, and I’ll fill you like you want.”
“Sam,” she whines.
“That’s it.” I remove my hand. “Ride my fingers.” Her hips snap up, and I grunt, thinking of how good she’ll feel around me. She’s beautiful, legs stretched out wide to fit me, as her toffee-tinted skin glistens with a thin shin of sweat. Her heavy-lidded eyes are glossy and full of want.
“I-I’m going to.”
“Fuck yes, baby.” I circle her clit, and she cries out, covering her mouth as she creams over my fingers. I pull back and rip off my clothes. “Look at me.” She lifts her eyes to mine as I press against her skin to skin. I slip between her sodden lips. “You ready for me, baby?”
“Yes, Sam.”
“Watch me fill you.” I line my tip up and join our fingers as I slip inside of her slowly. She flexes around me, and I swear as I pull back. “So fucking tight. How am I going to fit in this tiny pussy?”
“More, babe,” she pleads.
“More?” I push in deeper and pull back, watching as I disappear into her depths. Fully seated, I pause to let her get used to me as I think about cold water and dirt to keep from exploding inside of her. “I fit like you were made for me, babe.”
“I was.” She sobs. “You fill me so good.”
I tense. “You okay?”
“Yes. It’s a lot. Good but a lot.”
Moving out, I return as we catch a rhythm. Together we climb, no longer worried about being heard as we become one in the most intimate way possible. She pushes her legs up around my hips. I groan as I sink deeper. Unable to keep it slow and steady, I pick up speed, pounding into her. Her nails bury into the flesh of my back. Pleasure explodes through me. Our skin slaps together, and her heels dig into my lower back. A tingle starts in my spine. My stomach muscles flex.
“I’m close,” she whines.
“Come for me, baby. Take me with you.”
Arching her backs, she grips me tight with her thighs and her pussy. I’m exploding, spilling into her as she quivers. Spent, I collapse on her, catching most of my weight on my arms. Slowly coming down to earth, I slide to the side.
“Okay?” she whispers.
“Yes. Just ... need some space.”